Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Osivia: "Can you stop talking about it?"

Silby: "Those who get this library can get the supreme wizarding power. In the face of that power, all rights, wealth, and fame are at your fingertips."

Osivia strangled his throat fiercely, and snarled, "Are you crazy? Is the unforgivable discipline a **** to you?"

Hoffa was shaking in the woods, and he slowly turned around.

I saw Silby had been choked off by Osivia, and his pale face was suffocated with bruises.

"You let him go." Hoffa took a few steps back.

Silby smiled hard, Osivia was a little flustered, and didn't let go.

"Let go of him." Hoffa sneered. "Is there any secret you can't tell, do you want to choke him to death?"

Osivia removed her palm in extreme irritation.

Silby took a few heavy breaths: "Thank you."

"So, there is a library with hundreds of forbidden spells?" Hoffa asked incredulously.

"A thousand years ago, all." Silby said.

Hoffa did not speak for a while.

Forbidden library?

A secret that was banned thousands of years ago.

Hundreds of spells of top ancient wizards.

For a wizard, Hoffa knew what that meant without guessing.

If there is such a place, it is simply the blueprint of nuclear weapons in the wizard.

As wise as Dumbledore, he was attracted by the secrets of the Deathly Hallows when he was young, if there was such a library. How many wizards will be attracted to compete.

Set his mind, Hoffa asked again: "What does this have to do with your being pursued and killed."

Silby: "The Forbidden Art Library was banned a thousand years ago, and the keys were distributed to three families for safekeeping. But the ambitious never disappeared."

Silby collapsed to the ground, watching Osivia chuckle and said: "The war is about to begin. Everyone wants to win the war. Those top wizards and top organizations will desperately search for power for their own use. ."

As he said, Silby shook his head: "The British wizarding world is no exception, so this Miss Osivia will appear here because she wants to get the key to the library."

"Enough! You have said enough."

Osivia interrupted Silby sharply, and she clenched her fists on the spot.

"Can you let him finish talking first?" Hoffa raised an arm and prevented Osivia from speaking. "But what does this have to do with you being hunted down? Kill you, those killers won't get anything. Huh?"

"This question is for the beauty next to you."

Silby slumped on the ground and raised his head: "Without this Miss Osivia, I think they would only arrest me, save me for my life, and question the whereabouts of the library and the whereabouts of the keys. They even looked for Not me because I am a dumb gun."

"But, she's haha, cough cough cough cough cough."

Silby sneered suddenly, and then began to cough violently, spattering of blood.

"Are you OK?"

"Fortunately, I am not a wizard. Apparition is too burdensome for me."

Hoffa looked at his pale face, and it was not okay.

After coughing up, Silby continued: "Since I can't get it, naturally I can't let others get it, right."

"Have you finished?"

Osivia's face was gloomy and almost dripping.

Silby closed his mouth, with a faint sarcasm on his face.

She pointed to Silby and looked at Hoffa: "I remember, your goal is just to earn living expenses, isn't it? Now, do you still have to complete your goal?"

Both looked at Hoffa, waiting for him to make his own choice.

Hoffa took a step forward, bent down and put Silby on his back, looking at Osivia.

Osivia threw the atlas to Hoffa.

When the sun rose high, they left the mountain forest.

After walking on the road for half an hour, seeing Osivia's figure disappear in the orange grove at the corner, Hoffa gnashed his teeth and whispered: "50 gallons, there really is you."

Silby smiled and said, "Otherwise, would you spend 5000 gallons to ask Headmaster Hogwarts to take me back?"

Osivia poked her head out: "No whispers are allowed!"

Fearing that the killer would appear again, Hoffa did not enter the city, and they only walked through the uninhabited suburbs.

Osivia took the two on the rugged mountain road, stopping from time to time and handing the map to Hoffa. Let him recognize the direction.

Silby's condition is very bad, always coughing violently, but at any rate Osivia knows a little bit of herbalism, and collected some medicines for him on the way, which did not make his body continue to collapse.

Walking along the coast, Hoffa's left is an endless orange grove, while on the right is the vast Mediterranean.

The scenery is picturesque, but the feeling of walking through the wilderness is not very good, especially with Silby on his back. Although he is very light, he is still a living person.

Hoffa had to extract some of the power from the magic crystal to transform it into life, so that he did not delay his progress.

He even thought about becoming a Thunderbird quickly and taking Silby to Barcelona, ​​but this is unrealistic.

The last time I transformed myself, I consumed 5** magic power recovery potions, which lasted for less than a minute.

More importantly, after the assassination, Hoffa did not dare to underestimate any Muggles. He must retain his magic power to protect himself.

As for Osivia to memorize it?

Hoffa thought that was a joke.

After Silby told about the library, she never gave two people a good face.

Except for a word or two with Hoffa during the alternate vigil, she was silent most of the time.

When hungry, she would pick some fruit for the two in the wild, or hunt some game, all-powerful like a Muggle special soldier.

Other times, she would sit on the rock and meditate, and sometimes she would open the old newspaper and repeat it.

Her only pleasure is to take a bath, as long as she passes by a river or lake, she will take a bath.

She didn't even mind Hoffa watching her take a bath, but it was not a glamorous scene. On the contrary, it is a little scary.

Because when she slowly walked into the lake in her clothes, Hoffa could only see a ten-meter-long green snake slowly swimming in the lake.

July 5, at dusk, after crossing a mountain.

Hoffa could see the towering cloud-like peaks in the distance, the Pyrenees at the border between West and France, blurry like undressed girls in the evening.

They are very close to the end of the journey.

Hoffa took Silby from behind, placed it on the rock, and tidied his body a bit.

Before long, the silence around was broken by a strange rustle, which sounded like friction between branches.

The tall figure passed through the forest, and it was Osivia who had returned.

A green snake was beside her, placing a hare at Hoffa's feet, and then hovering back to Osivia's shoulder.

"How far are we from Barcelona now." Osivia asked.

Hoffa pulled out the map and checked it.

"It should not be far away, it will be almost there tomorrow."

Hoffa checked the gap on the map, and Osivia squinted and asked Silby: "Are you sure your family will pick you up at the Barcelona station?"

"of course."

Silby confidently said: "There is a dedicated line that goes straight to our family's residence in Andorra. However, I might have to call my family when I get to Barcelona, ​​otherwise."

"Will they bring the key to the library?"

Osivia interrupted Silby.

"Yes, as long as I make a call." Silby said helplessly.

Osivia stared at Silby for a moment.

"well."

After speaking, she turned and left, and Hoffa knew that she was looking for a place to change into a snake to take a bath.

After finishing some daily chores, Hoffa carried Silby on his back to the fire.

When he was about to get up and call Osivia back to eat, Silby stopped him.

"Wait a minute, let's talk with me first."

Hoffa sat down, "What's the matter?"

"I have a purse, can you take it out, please?"

Hoffa fumbled twice on his blanket and found a small leather bag at the waist of the blanket.

When I opened it, there was a pile of Jin Jialong in the bag.

"Take it well, this is your reward."

Silby smiled.

"But we have not yet arrived in Barcelona." Hoffa frowned.

"Is there a difference? Or you will take the money and leave me alone in the forest."

Hoffa just looked at the flames without speaking. He wouldn't do that, but he didn't expect his task to be completed so suddenly.

Unknowingly, he got the magic crystal and also earned the living expenses for the next semester.

Silby: "By the way, I will show you a good thing."

"what?"

"Open the bag."

Hofayyan opened the calfskin bag and found nothing special. There is only a pile of Jin Jialong inside.

"There is also a mezzanine in the bag."

Hoffa took a closer look and did see a small interlayer in the middle of the bag. He stretched out his hand and touched a hard object in the bag.

It is a very old gold coin.

On the obverse of the gold coin is a woman wearing a crown and holding a balance. A circle of words is engraved on the back of the gold coin.

The text is small and delicate. But they couldn't understand any of them. "

Hoffa turned his head in surprise. "This"

"Latin, look for the light under the dark."

Silby: "I lost my wheelchair. I only have 20 gallons in cash, which is five gallons short, but I never owe anyone anything. I will give you a commemorative coin of our family. This coin may be some collectors Willing to buy 100 gallons."

The fingers of the campfire stopped, Hoffa pinched this old gold coin, slightly surprised: "If you want me to do other things, I will not agree. I will only send you to Barcelona Station. , Nothing more."

Silby sighed sadly: "So you still don't agree to be my official secretary?"

Hoffa sneered and said, "You've asked it the third time. With your ability, it's too easy to find a secretary. It's easy to find twenty models as a secretary, so why bother to look for me."

"No, you are different from them."

"It's easy to find a wizard. I am not the only poor wizard."

"You really shouldn't have returned to Hogwarts this year." Silby interrupted Hoffa.

"Why?" Hoffa turned his head and asked in surprise.

"This year, that school may become the most dangerous place on the planet. You shouldn't go back."

"How dangerous?"

"The battlefield of hyena and lion, the whirlpool of ambition and sex, Hoffa, you are not for there."

The bonfire was crackling, and the flickering light made the shadow on Silby's face sway.

Hoffa stared at Silby. Suddenly, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Silby asked.

"No, do you have a house-elf in your house?"

"No, I never use that kind of stuff. My servants are paid decently." Silby was confused.

Hoffa narrowed his smile and shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I won't drop out of school, it's that simple."